Where once the world narrowed into naught but gray dust and desolation, the gods called for life. Wielding the elements of fire and light, dark and wind, earth and water, spark and time, they have created Helovia. The realm is set within the mythical globe of Loorien, a planet rich with all variety of creatures and blessed with all manner of magic. Originally populated by nomadic, tribal characters, they've since grown into massive empires saturated with culture and history. Separated into four distinct segments of Helovia, called "The Regions," each band of horse strong enough and capable enough, took up the power and responsibility of leadership. Unicorns, old, wise and mysterious, took to the north, hidden in forests of mists and shadows and rarely making themselves known beyond their cliffs of the World's Edge. Equines, vast, organized and militaristic, split into two, one group went north to the Windtossed Foothills and the other group went south to the Dragon's Throat. Pegasus remained nomadic, making their homes in various parts of The Wilds in a migratory manner. For many generations, the land was peaceful and calm, but peace was never the way of the gods. With a clash of argument, war and bloodshed massacred Helovia, and in the aftermath, the realm was eerily quiet. Now, as newcomers sweep into this land, they are met with the lingering bitterness of the gods and the struggle to reclaim what was lost. Nothing remains safe or certain while sorcerers and soldiers alike brood and bide their time for revenge, honor and glory.

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Kaos :: The Beginning of the End☼ - 6/2017 - Kaos placed Helovia in a time-bubble for a short period of time, but the Helovian gods are fighting back. But Kaos is powerful- far more powerful than anyone thought. This may be the beginning of the end of Helovia as we know it.

Endless Night :: Broken Magic Plot☼ - 8/30/13 - The earth god has returned and is walking across Helovia to heal the land. Every area can now be considered lush and prosperous, but the sun has still not risen.

☼ - 7/19/13 - The moon has risen in the sky, heralding the return of the Goddess of the moon. Lamp trees which light the paths have grown brighter, moon flowers which grow in dark places have begun to grow and prosper and the world is brighter, filled with a new hope.

Endless Night :: Dead Magic Plot☼ - 6/22/13 - The gods of Helovia, in order to protect the world, have disappeared into the rift, leaving the world sunless, moonless and magic-less in their absence. Only the herdlands have a source of light, but lamp-trees with glowing leaves and branches sporadically line the popular roads and paths from place to place.

Doppleganger Plot☼ - 6/20/13 - The God of Time is still struggling to close the rift though which the dopplegangers have come. He has requested that his brothers and sister assist in closing this hole, but without knowing why it opened, the task is proving difficult. Magic still remains faulty and hard to control, but the herdlands continue to be places of refuge for those who are fortunate enough to call these lands home.

ORANGEMOON cools off the lands with a a viscious force. Colder than normal, a sign of things to come during Frostfall, Helovia is bathed in a rich tropical lushness - albiet a cold one. The coastlines of the Dragon's Throat are pelted constantly by tidal waves, and the desert climate is humid but chilly. Ice begins to form early in the Aurora Basin leaving the winding trails slick and dangerous. The mists of the World's Edge coat everything in a glistening crystalline shine which encourages mould to grow everywhere. The Spectral Marsh is the only area which remains fertile, blissfully temperature and lush.

Cotm

Character of the Month for
June, 2017

WEAVER, Corporal of the Aurora Basin, is a relatively recent addition to Helovia and has taken it by storm. Branded with the seal of Death on her chest, intrigue and interest follow both her past and present. Though she is assuredly beautiful, her sometimes sharp personality reveals that there is more to this uni-peg hybrid than meets the eye. Proving herself able on the battlefield in the Basin’s warrior ranks, we can’t wait to see her test her mettle against the looming Kaos happenings! Congratulations!

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A z u l eThe sound of silence I can’t take anymore. Nobody ringing my telephone now
Oh how I miss such a beautiful sound.

She spread her wings and took to the skies. The one place she could feel at ease. Silence. Something that was always with her, but flying high amongst the clouds made her feel like she could hear everything again. Or at least that's what she wanted to believe. So caught up in her own world she didn't even notice the clouds had thinned out, now staring down at a land with most of it covered in forest. She circled a few times, zoning in on the place, before she made sight of a place to land. A small clearing in the tree's, just big enough for her lithe body to slip through. Her wings pinned back and she fell like a bullet through the air, aiming with precision, falling right through the gap, leaves tickled against her sides as she landed neatly upon her hooves.
Shaking out her mane, it caught the little light of the moon, shimmering in an array of blue hues with a hint of purple. Her feathered tail flicked about her hind legs, cracking like the end of a whip snapped back as she did so, but sounds meant nothing to her. everything was in a deadly silence.
Azule remembered , but little distant pictures of what the forest once sounded like. trying to rack through her brain for the sounds hoping to just forget that she would never hear the sounds of birds, the sounds the rain made as it pattered upon the floor.
At least she still had the ability of sight. Her eye's picked up the most minute movements, could zone in on areas others had difficulties of seeing clearly. Perhaps she had been destined to go deaf. At that she moved forward, not even heading for anything in particular. when you couldn't hear the sounds of running water or others around, it was almost like walking blindly. Not even sure where you were going, only you could see the path clearly. But she set out anyway, hoping to come into contact with others, someone that could help her, perhaps. But if they found her and happened to be behind her, there was no way she would see them, nor even know of their existence. Her wings tucked neatly at her sides as she walked for once, the tree's too thick to take flight once more.

There was no chance of catching any sleep tonight, to many horrible thoughts swam through her mind to let her forget her treacherous past. She was not accustomed to travelling at night but with the moon high overhead it allowed enough light to make her way along one of the many trails of the Threshold's forest. With no idea in mind of where she was heading she just kept walking hoping to clear her head before the sun rose overhead and the heat returned to the land. Thanking the gods for the cloudless night and the cooler temperatures she admired the moonlight landscape with wonder.

Everything was glazed in a blue/white glow except the areas where the shadows swallowed the light. It was rather mystical she thought a smile forming upon her lips, it was a surprise for her to not be petrified of what lay out ahead of her which was the usual case. To her left a figure seemingly dropped from the sky to land in a small clearing nearly scaring her half to death as she skittered backwards. So much for an uneventful night. Her eyes focused in on the figure and to her relief it was that of a pegasus, not some horse eating creature this was reassuring at least. As the mare began walking she came to the conclusion that she had not seen her standing a little ways off. A friendly nicker escaped her lips calling to the mare in greeting.

Dispelling her earlier fear she slowly approached the beautiful mare admiring her coat and wings. She was fascinated by others different from herself, it amazed her how they could be so similar but at the same time so different. "Hello, I don't mean to intrude. My name is Brisa." She said softly her blue orbs glancing up to meet the mares as a kind smile again touched her features.